This is a song about "Tissues"

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues